night falls tenderly,
tear by tear,
one with the rain.
nowhere to go ––––––
tears keep falling,
                   falling
as the rain keeps dripping,
                              dripping
down the spine.
nowhere to go.

Silence
O' which seals from me
The torment of thy thoughts –
Thoughts not meant to enter me
But sensed in mists of spheres.

In solitude
I'm dwelling hence
For'a hermit doth not lure the cold –
The thrusting cold o'that which
Is plaguing the foresaken.

Solitude, then to me
Is to radiate that ease –
That ease swaning circular and gracefully
on the calms of the Hydriads' waters.